I am sorry.
I am sorry I laid with you in a bed that was not yours
Even though there was a man waiting for you to come home
I am sorry I stepped between you and him on a path that was not my own
On the path of man that you told you loved
I am sorry, with my arms around you, you opened your eyes
And with both pleasure and grief, you looked into mine
I am sorry I was on your mind
All the while you were on his
It was not my place
It was not my right
But
I am not sorry that I kissed you
And when I close my eyes I can still taste you lips on mine
I am not sorry that I held you tight all through that blessed night
With the passion of a young lover and no intent to let go
I am not sorry that I wooed you with my kindness and love
And when we woke, your face shined brighter than the sun
I am not sorry that it felt right
And perhaps
In another place
At another time
We both wouldn't mind.